Because of the foundation of Silver City's last exploration, Crane knew where there were dangers and how to avoid them, and it didn't take long to follow that path, through the "decayed forest", "barren tunnel", and ancient elevator, to the place where the guards lived.

After waiting for a while, until the "curtain" above the gray mist split in two, separating the extraordinary characteristics of the "mysterious waiter", Klein dragged out his past self.

- He didn't know if other kingdoms would isolate the fog of history, but at least the loss of its master, and the "Giant Court", which no one maintained, did not hinder his attempts.

"It's a pity that the level involved in this matter is too high, and the divination can't get results, otherwise I would be a little more at ease......," Klein shook his head and muttered to himself silently.

He didn't rush into the fog of history, he took out two items from his arms and handed them to his projection.

One of them is a dark black wooden box containing the ashes of Grossell, the "Guardian of the Giants".

Klein never lost sight of his promise.

He originally wanted to wait for the little "sun" to explore the "Giant Court" for the second time, hand over Grossell's ashes to the other party, and ask him to help bury him, but under the involvement of various things, Crane himself came directly to the Godforsaken Land and entered the "Giant Court".

As for the ashes of ascetic Snowman, Klein plans to spill it into the golden ocean of blood that ripples with the blood of the ancient sun god when he leaves the forsaken land.

After giving the urn and the black iron key from the "Lieutenant General of the Iceberg", Crane jumped into the fog as usual, and rushed into the fragments of light before the First Age, allowing his consciousness to naturally transfer to the summoned projection.

The projection was not holding the "Star Staff", but only wearing the "Wriggling Hunger", because there was still a short distance from here to the palace where the Giant King lived, and there were many giant golems in the middle, and Crane could not guarantee that he would be able to reach his destination in five minutes.

Immediately after, he made the glove on his left palm transparent, and the whole person disappeared in place.

In the next second, Crane's figure with a giant black iron key appeared outside the guard's residence, not "teleporting" too far.

"Well, within the 'Giant Court', most of the strength has obviously declined...... Only guards who are recognized by the Kingdom of God can perform at a relatively normal level?Uh, the extraordinary ability similar to 'teleportation' has been additionally suppressed, and I can only 'flash' in a small area...... In this way, even if I summoned the 'Star Staff', I would not be able to descend directly to the outside of the Giant King's palace through the corresponding scenes sketched in my mind...... It's worthy of the former kingdom of the ancient gods......" Crane took a hard look at the impact of the environment.

After making a preliminary judgment, he turned and walked back to the inside of the guard's quarters, opened the wooden box he held in his right hand, and sprinkled Grossell's ashes in every corner with a solemn expression.

According to the images he saw in Grossell's dreams, this guard's dwelling was the place where the giant had lived and lived for a long time, and it was the "home" that he remembered the most and cherished the most.

It is conceivable that during that time in ancient times, Grossel and other sane "giant keepers" of many generations later rested here, played games, exchanged rumors, discussed music, pondered fun games, and lived happily without worrying about food or illness......

As Klein's hands shook, the dust swept and fell on the walls, floors, bedsides, tables, chairs, and stone pillars.

The orange-red light outside the window shines eternally, making it all seem peaceful.

When Crane sprinkled the last bit of ashes, the dusk suddenly became a little thicker, allowing the dust in different locations to melt into orange and become a part of the kingdom of God.

Klein closed his eyes, as if sensing Grossell's joy.

A wanderer who has been forced to stay away from his hometown for more than 3,000 years has finally returned to the place he missed day and night.

The light of the dusk softened, making Crane feel like he was no longer so repulsed.

"Huh...... It is equivalent to being recognized to a certain extent, becoming a guard who is partially accepted. "Klein spreads spirituality and confirms change.

He didn't stay any longer, using the "wriggling hunger" and the path that the Silver City exploration team had discovered last time, constantly "flashing", sometimes detouring, sometimes dragging out the "no dark cross", and passed through the conspiracy hall with relatively no difficulty, and came to the side of the Giant King's residence, and saw a railing composed of a row of huge stone pillars on the left, and beyond the railing was the diffuse orange cloud and the gently surging deep blue sea.

Taking a deep breath, Klein retreated back to the hall he had just come out of, and dragged out Enyuni, the secret couple who had once belonged to him and had not yet been "parasitized" by Amon.

Even if it is a historical projection, he doesn't want to open the door himself!

Glancing at the slightly sluggish Enyoui, Klein handed the giant black iron key sandwiched under his armpit to the other party, and manipulated him to leave the hall and follow the railing made of stone pillars all the way to the tallest and most magnificent building inside the "Giant's Court".

The twilight there was like a substance, covering the surface of the palace, bringing a strong sense of decay, as if everything in the world was about to come to an end.

On both sides of the palace, one side is a minaret, the other is a round tower, the main entrance is gray and blue as the base, covered with symmetrical and mysterious symbols, the overall height is far more than ten meters.

And on the left side of the crack in the door, three or four meters high, there is a pitch-black hole, which is the size of an adult's fist.

Nyuni stared for a few seconds, then lifted the lyre-like black iron key and pulled it towards the deep hole in front of him.

They fit together so well that they don't leave a single gap.

As the giant black iron key sank into the deep hole, Crane in the nearby hall held his breath, ready to dismantle his existence.

With a bang, the black iron key in the hand of the secret puppet Enyuni touched the bottom.

It suddenly became soft, as if it merged with the hole, and bloomed with gray-blue light one after another.

The various symbols, logos and patterns on the folio gate are lit up and highlighted.

All the light quickly intertwined, and pressed heavily inward, allowing the gray-blue main entrance of the palace to slowly open.

The crack in the door grew wider and wider, and Enyuni's eyes suddenly reflected a turbulent, pitch-black, viscous, illusory ocean.

Not good...... Crane's heart moved, and a strong sense of danger surged through his mind.

Without any hesitation, his consciousness returned to its ontology, severing its connection with the pore image of his own history.

In the next second, his eyes suddenly darkened, and there was a sharp pain in the left side of his head, as if someone had inserted it with a red-hot iron drill, constantly stirring.

At the same time, an indistinguishable murmur echoed in his ears, as if from an era older than the old.

Klein's expression instantly distorted, looking extremely hideous.

He could barely maintain his sanity, but he had no room to keep himself in the fragments of history.

Silently, Crane fell back to the keeper's residence of the "Giant Court", and at the moment of his thoughts, he was about to enter the gray mist.

Before planning to do such a dangerous thing, he undoubtedly found a reason and excuse to arrange for the members of the Tarot Society to pray, in order to awaken the "Source Fort" of its autonomous "summoning" ability, so that he could return to the gray mist without taking four steps backwards and reciting a spell in a time of crisis.

However, as soon as Crane's spirit saw the gray mist and heard the familiar roar, it felt the rejection of the "Source Fort", and it did not know whose order it had accepted to prevent Crane from entering.

This...... In his astonishment, Klein found a black shadow passing over him and heading straight for the "Source Castle"!

This is not Amun, but a shadow that is exactly the same as his own breath!

Subconsciously, Klein reversely influenced the "Source Castle" and gave the idea of refusal.

Then, he succeeded, and the shadow was also blocked in the gray mist.

Immediately afterward, he and the shadow fell back into the real world at the same time.

After the spirit returned to the body, Crane bent over in pain, like a creature curled up in shrimp.

With a snap, the half-height silk top hat on his head fell to the ground.

After a few seconds, Crane finally relented, slowly straightened up, and set his eyes on a glass window made of ground orange gemstones.

The window vaguely reflected his current appearance:

Bounded by the bridge of the nose, the right side of the face is the same as usual, and there are countless things crawling in and out of the left side of the face.

Klein's eyes narrowed slightly.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and regained control of the "Joker".

His mind then sketched out his clear appearance:

Dressed in a black trench coat with black hair and brown eyes, Gelman Sparrow had the right side of his face as usual, and the left side had become translucent, made up of twisted worms.

With his head down, his neck was in a similar state, as was his body that was hidden by clothing.

Runaway Edge ...... Hiss, it is necessary to fight against strong madness tendencies...... Crane suddenly felt something, and instinctively lowered his head and looked at his feet.

It was empty, missing the shadow that should have existed:

The orange twilight shone in through the window, failing to create a shadow next to Crane.

"Haha, I see. Crane hunched his back and let out an uncontrollable laugh.

He suspects that the "sea water" gushing out of the Giant King's palace not only "drowned" his secret puppet and historical projection, but also cut off his own shadow with the help of the latter, causing his spirit to lose its integrity and no longer be able to completely suppress the tendency to get out of control.

And that shadow is slightly equal to a fraction of him, and it can also affect the "Source Fort", so there is a situation where no one on either side can reach the gray mist.

As long as that shadow is removed, the problem will be solved...... Crane's right forehead twitched, and his back straightened.

At this moment, the orange-red light shining in from outside was dyed golden and became quite brilliant, which made the entire "Giant Court" seem to have retreated from dusk to noon.

Klein's heart moved, and he looked out the window, and a picture vaguely appeared in his mind:

In front of the tallest and most magnificent building in the "Giant's Court", the secret puppet Enyuni stood there, facing the open gate.

It was so dark inside the gate that it was impossible to see what was there.

Suddenly, Nyuni turned around and looked down.

His face was covered with a shadow, and his hair was darkened, draped over his shoulders, slightly curled.

Pairs of black wings spread out behind his back.

In the nearby hall, a pure shadow swam out of the lower body with stone bricks attached to it, and the upper body swam straight upright.

PS: Resume double change today, and ask for monthly pass recommendation tickets on Monday~